Doomed

Chapter 2: Searching

Ivan smirked at the girl, leaning forward, breaths crashing each other, there was only a few inches in between them "Eve..." he breathed out her name in her lips and she couldn't help the goosebumps to rise in her body as a result from his raspy, mysterious voice.

How did he do it?

Make her own name sound so indescribably alluring by the way it rolled out his tongue... so swiftly and seductively; she could've heard him talk for hours, stare into his eyes, trying to unravel the mysteries deep within him, he had barely said a whole sentence and her mind was already a mess. He placed his hand on her thigh, tempting her soft skin, Ivan could feel the goosebumps forming under his fingertips but she didn't gave any sign of arousal other than that, she simply sat there, looking at him, never breaking the eye contact, studying his movements and absorbing his touch. Most girls would've already on him, ready to do anything he wanted to. That's how it always works, but not with her. She was there, patiently analyzing him, she crossed her legs softly and smiled. Even without being really conscious of it, Eve was testing him, inviting him to show her what he was really capable of, what intrigued Ivan the most was Eve wasn't seductive nor suggestive, Eve was... magnetic, he couldn't help but feel attracted to her, it was inevitable.Ivan's lips almost touched her ear as he whispered

"You know... there's something about you... it's different, you're different"
"I could say the same thing..."

Tension could be sensed between them, the expectation of who would dare to make the next move and what it would be like, but all those thoughts were gone once a pretty drunk girl came on their direction.

"EVE! Let's go! I need to get home so my mom doesn't know I'm gone!" They both stared at her, Ivan was curious and annoyed by the girl for interrupting, Eve's expression was filled with confusion.
"Bailey, we live on our apartment, you moved out a year ago" the obviousness in her tone caused Ivan to snort, this girl was definitely something else...

On the other hand, the so called Bailey girl, thought about her friend's words until realization hit her

"Ohhh... right! But we still have to go, I think I left the stove on... or did I ? I don't know but I don't wanna risk it, come on!" Before she could reply Bailey was already dragging her as she held on her wrist.Eve sighed turning to Ivan who was softly holding her fingers.

"Go" he mouthed
"Will I ever see you again?" She asked him, making him smirk mischievously "I'll find you"
"How?"
"I have my ways baby girl..." the shared one last glance before Bailey actually managed to break them apart, his touch was gone and soon he disappeared deep within the crowd, the last thing she managed to spot was the black ink of the tattoo in his cheek. As they managed to call an Uber and get inside, she couldn't help but look at the window admiring the scenarios of the night city. Her mind began to divagate as she remembered vividly...

His eyes, his voice and his touch... it was so smooth, slow, but most of all, it was tempting, she felt lost. It was as if he was devil whispering in her ear, dragging her to sin, plating the seed of the urge to sin, to fill her body with the adrenaline of bad actions...

What was she even thinking of? That's was nonsense! He was just another guy at a party and she wouldn't see him ever again....

But why did she felt otherwise?

"I'll find you"

She remembered that words coming out of his mouth and her heart skipped a beat wondering if he would be a man of his word.

He threw a punch and then another, the face of the plastic punching bag sinking due to the force Ivan applied, he had gone like this for god knows how long and even then he couldn't get her mind off of her.
Frustrated, he kept going at the punching bag.
"If you keep doing that we'll have to buy a new one" Ivan stopped, smiling and turning to they gray haired girl watching him as she leaned against the wall
"Fuck off Cam, we have enough money here to buy a whole storage of punching bags"
"Well fair enough"
"What do you want?" Cam kept quiet for a minute, loving to leave Ivan on the expectation of something
"Spill it already!"
"I found her" she said showing him a folded piece of paper, and when he was about to grab it, she jerked it away and smirked "I'm risking my ass for this. So if you want it, if you want her, you have to fight for it".

Ivan narrowed his eyes as he saw her place the piece of paper in nearby table, then she calmly walked her way back to Ivan, she put her fists up, already on guard "Why can't you just give me the damn paper and leave?" He laughed and she threw a punch which he barely managed to dodge

"Now... where's the fun in that?"